CARPE DIEM
Through the day
I turn over moments
like lost things
seeking the other half
of memories
yet to be made
CARPE DIEM
Through the day
I turn over moments
like lost things
seeking the other half
of memories
yet to be made
If anyone can give me a better title for this poem please let me know. …
I can relate. I am too much elsewhere other than in the present.
I think that to exist in the present is a challenge for all of us